Kyle

“Now That I Am in Madrid I Can Think "

I think of you
and the continents brilliant and arid
and the slender heart you are sharing my share of with the American air
as the lungs I have felt sonorously subside slowly greet each morning
and your brown lashes flutter revealing two perfect dawns colored by New York

see a vast bridge stetching to the humbled outskirts with only you
Standing on the edge of the purple like an only tree
and in Toledo the olive groves’ soft blue look at the hills with silver
like glasses like an old ladies hair
It’s well known that God and I don’t get along together
It’s just a view of the brass works for me, I don’t care about the Moors
seen through you the great works of death, you are greater

you are smiling, you are emptying the world so we can be alone together.”
― Frank O'Hara, The Collected Poems of Frank O'Hara

“It has been said that depression is a failure to imagine a plausible desirable future for oneself,”
― Mohsin Hamid, Exit West

“the end of a couple is like a death, and the notion of death, of temporariness, can remind us of the value of things,”
― Mohsin Hamid, Exit West

“Beauty comes from abandoning the refuge of the old forms for the uncertainty of the present.”
― Mathias Énard, Parle-leur de batailles, de rois et d'éléphants